greg334
Veteran Expediter
Today I learned that people are not bright who have control over your important information.
I had to call the bank again and talked to a girl, Heather. Heather was a nice girl to talk to and she was working in Phoenix.
See poor Heather has allergies and we were talking through the sniffles and sneezes about her allergies. It was frustrating to say the lease to pause my words so she can sneeze.
I learned today that Heather hasn't been to the doctors to find something that would help her but one day Heather, probably in a drunken stupor turned on the TV, flopped down on the couch in her trailer and stared at it for a while, maybe watching the ants walk across it until she found the remote.
When the Nasonex commercial came on, she was mesmerized by it. Because Heather told me that the bee had a stuffed up nose, she said he told her to buy Nasonex to help her with her nose too so she bought a months worth of the stuff. She was convinced that the "bee" was talking directly to her that she was talking about it like a patient would talk about their doctor.
I had to stab my leg with a darning needle so not to laugh at poor allergy stricken Heather. I did make it through the call without p*ssing my pants. However I had to point out to the poor Heather a few important points about the product and the commerical but especially the spokes insect.
The first point is that the foreign accented cartoon is not a bee at all but a yellow jacket wasp and yellow jackets don't come from Mexico as suggested by the accent but rather depending on the breed they may be German, or eastern or western yellow jackets. She asked me how can she tell the difference so I told her that the German ones like to chase VWs and eat brat wurst, the western ones have cowboy hats and the eastern ones look like they are overweight and smell. I pointed out that they don't really speak either, they kind of can't.
I pointed out that yellow jackets don't really do the flower thing, and I also pointed out something that Heather never thought of and may not beleive me, but bees and even yellow jackets don't have noses like we do so they don't have allergies like we do - mentioning that the spokes insect really is not the right insect to talk about allergies but that went way way over her head.
She was left speechless. I mean she was so sure I was wrong, she had her supervisor get on the line and she repeated what I said. Now I expected to be put on hold and poor little Heather be read the riot act by her supervisor but that wasn't the case because it seems that her supervisor was her sister and Heather and her sister Holly were so convinced that the "bee" was talking to Heather.
Now I didn't just hang up on her, my business wasn't long but the 20 minutes after I was finished with my stuff that I spent with Heather on the phone was like a life time in pure... well you know what I mean.
See I convinced her to see a doctor but after talking to her I realized I needed to warned her not to go to one that was gray with two floppy ears and eating a carrot which she took seriously, asking me how do I know that the ears may be covered up by a hat, which I replied look for the carrot.
I had to call the bank again and talked to a girl, Heather. Heather was a nice girl to talk to and she was working in Phoenix.
See poor Heather has allergies and we were talking through the sniffles and sneezes about her allergies. It was frustrating to say the lease to pause my words so she can sneeze.
I learned today that Heather hasn't been to the doctors to find something that would help her but one day Heather, probably in a drunken stupor turned on the TV, flopped down on the couch in her trailer and stared at it for a while, maybe watching the ants walk across it until she found the remote.
When the Nasonex commercial came on, she was mesmerized by it. Because Heather told me that the bee had a stuffed up nose, she said he told her to buy Nasonex to help her with her nose too so she bought a months worth of the stuff. She was convinced that the "bee" was talking directly to her that she was talking about it like a patient would talk about their doctor.
I had to stab my leg with a darning needle so not to laugh at poor allergy stricken Heather. I did make it through the call without p*ssing my pants. However I had to point out to the poor Heather a few important points about the product and the commerical but especially the spokes insect.
The first point is that the foreign accented cartoon is not a bee at all but a yellow jacket wasp and yellow jackets don't come from Mexico as suggested by the accent but rather depending on the breed they may be German, or eastern or western yellow jackets. She asked me how can she tell the difference so I told her that the German ones like to chase VWs and eat brat wurst, the western ones have cowboy hats and the eastern ones look like they are overweight and smell. I pointed out that they don't really speak either, they kind of can't.
I pointed out that yellow jackets don't really do the flower thing, and I also pointed out something that Heather never thought of and may not beleive me, but bees and even yellow jackets don't have noses like we do so they don't have allergies like we do - mentioning that the spokes insect really is not the right insect to talk about allergies but that went way way over her head.
She was left speechless. I mean she was so sure I was wrong, she had her supervisor get on the line and she repeated what I said. Now I expected to be put on hold and poor little Heather be read the riot act by her supervisor but that wasn't the case because it seems that her supervisor was her sister and Heather and her sister Holly were so convinced that the "bee" was talking to Heather.
Now I didn't just hang up on her, my business wasn't long but the 20 minutes after I was finished with my stuff that I spent with Heather on the phone was like a life time in pure... well you know what I mean.
See I convinced her to see a doctor but after talking to her I realized I needed to warned her not to go to one that was gray with two floppy ears and eating a carrot which she took seriously, asking me how do I know that the ears may be covered up by a hat, which I replied look for the carrot.
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